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18 March 2016

Plans of an Anglophile

Oxford, England - the lovely city of dreaming spires.I cannot wait for my feet to step onto these streets again.It's only been a year, but somehow my heart yearns to be here as if it has been multiple years.How can your heart feel at home in two places?In one week, I will be walking these street again, with a bit of glee in my heart (okay, more than a bit). My favourite place once again in my sight all day long, everyday, for many days. These glimpses from last year get me ready again to be there.I will bundle up as if it were winter, having a few scarves at the ready, and a jacket whenever I head outside. Ready for good walks, I will be. Ready for good coffee shops, and a pot of tea with breakfast. I will eagerly stroll in the many bookshops that I love, and come out with some old books in my arms. I will eat at my favourite cafes, pubs, restaurants, and tearooms. I will walk around colleges and visit chapels and grand dining halls. I will sleep in a college like a student, eat breakfast in one of Oxford's biggest dining halls each morning, but not rushing off to lectures like a student. I will linger over tea and enjoy English breakfast before the day's adventures.

In addition to all the familiarity, I will hop on a train and venture out to another city I've never been to. Then, a drive out into the country to explore. Some lovely companions will be with me, my mum, and some friends for a few of the days. What a blessing it is to have some leisure time to explore and get to know England even more than I already do. I am so deeply thankful to be able to do so. My heart sings with joy.

About Me

Always do I have my nose in a book, which most likely was written by someone British many years ago. I tend to write in my journal until my hand hurts. Things of an old-fashioned nature draw my attention. I am constantly dreaming about my next travel adventure, and always armed with my journal and a camera.